The Challenge of a Farmhouse Son-in-Law
Chapter 866 - 860: He Has No Tongue

Chapter 866: Chapter 860: He Has No Tongue

"No, he was always waiting for me." Madam suddenly stood up, shouting loudly, "Where did you bury him? How did he die? He must have mentioned me to you before he died, right? Why didn’t he tell you the truth about those things back then?"

Madam was visibly agitated, her words somewhat incoherent.

"He never mentioned you," Jin Ziyuan said coldly.

He raised his head, a tear glistening as it fell down his cheek, saying, "My father had no tongue, he could never speak of you."

"You... what are you saying?" Madam fell to the ground as if struck by lightning, clutching at Jin Ziyuan’s hem, "Why didn’t he have a tongue? Where have you all been all these years?"

"I think it’s better not to ask," Jin Ziyuan said as he pushed Madam’s hand away.

"Go back to your Xining, be the favorite concubine of the Prince of Xining."

Jin Ziyuan then left Madam’s room and fled southward.

A moment later, someone came out of another room in the inn.

Yu Jizi stood at the entrance to Madam’s room and said lightly, "Madam, why bother? You see, you wanted him to awaken, and once he did, he stopped being so obedient, causing you heartache again."

Madam shook her head, "He just doesn’t know, I don’t blame him."

Seeing the silent night, she asked, "What exactly did you do to them back then? Why does Ziyuan say the Prince had no tongue?"

Yu Jizi looked into the dark somewhere and sighed softly, "One must pay a price to stay alive. Since that farewell, I have not seen the Prince again."

...

Jin Ziyuan fled hundreds of miles south.

He had heard that Gu Youyou had been taken away by Yu Jizi and had already guessed where she might have been taken.

So... was that thing she mentioned about to start?

At this thought, he felt surprisingly expectant.

It was finally going to end, whether in life or in death, there had to be a result.

If so? Why then did he flee?

So he started running aimlessly towards the mountain, his pale face alternating between flushing and being as transparent as glass.

His body alternated between cold and hot, suffering immensely.

He knew it had finally begun to take effect, he kept walking until he could barely stand.

A woodcutter on the road saw him and couldn’t help but go over and lend a hand.

"Young man, you don’t look well, do you need help?"

"Thank you!" Jin Ziyuan said, "No need, I have a hidden ailment that I fear might spread to you."

Hearing this, the woodcutter jumped back in fright.

Picking up his firewood, he ran as fast as he could, murmuring about bad luck.

Jin Ziyuan gave a wry smile, "Perhaps I will really become a monster that everyone avoids."

Behind him, the sound of a carriage approached. Jin Ziyuan turned his head and saw a familiar carriage.

He murmured quietly, "They have come after all, well, riding in a carriage is more comfortable than walking."

He suppressed the restlessness in his heart and stood on the side of the road, unmoving.

The carriage stopped right in front of Jin Ziyuan, the faced groom seemed full of complaints, his face flushing red.

"You’ve run away after all," he said harshly.

"I shouldn’t have felt sorry for you—should have let you die," he said.

Jin Ziyuan didn’t respond, just gazed at the carriage.

Soon, Yu Jizi’s voice came from inside the carriage, "Come on in, there must be a result."

Yes, there must be a result, they were all awaiting this outcome.

Jin Ziyuan burst into laughter, nearly laughing to tears.